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He started to drink strong, had just finished a work of the cock, she killed a guy who had annoyed someone. It was this new people, and Frank had little work in that period, had a little 'a work of the cock, the type was not much on the spot and so he is fated to cut his throat as a kid, Frank does not like to dirty work, even to his new employers, who had broken his cock and lowered the fee. Frank was furious, ran to get drunk just come from there. I no longer knew where he was and what he did, and would not have even mentioned, but it seems to take offense and ended the evening with slaps to take a girl somewhere known, was really drunk that night, confirmed that the present is a spectacular fun for everyone, except for Frank.
He awoke in the morning and vomited in his bed, also tried to reach the bathroom first, then gave up.

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did not feel very well, the body responded worse than usual, and hurt like never before, in my head always had bad memories, bad thoughts, she felt crippled inside the intestines, vomiting blood and cacava practically every day, felt the weight of addiction and work began to suffer.
Frank knew why all those aching to live, he lacked a woman a bitch is not any, not even looking for that special. It's been too long since I savored the taste of winning mixed with that of revenge. It was gone too long, at least in his drug test, the last time that a blonde was preparing perfumed all happy to suck his dick for the first time.
He wanted to bring out a beautiful girl, make her fall in love show what was not. It would be hard to act like a classic movie, would make her dream of a love story so amazing that when liquid so sudden " piss off bitch" the tipina (strictly fair and fragrant) would have been knocked over by some second and then start in a uncontrollable tears.
Or maybe she was let go in malomodo. He would go to get drunk, like he was doing, that also hurts to be alone hard.

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Dr. Frank Murda

Dr. Murda could no longer sleep, he spent weeks playing at avalon doped ice, then went into paranoia, destroying what he had to hand (in most cases expensive equipment serving his evil plan) until it slumped to the ground exhausted, pale and dirty, his hands bleeding from the fury. An integrated circuit
had pierced the skin, the folds had Pluggo bearing his palm, they remained attached to the flesh, a trickle of red dripped from the legs of the chip, half expecting an electrical impulse, that bit of energy just to make a cycle.
An expanse of semiconductors and transistors made from his bed for what would have been a long, deep sleep, rest platform, a continuous dream of Boolean variables.

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Zanchetti Blues

Frank had been with many women during his descent, but he could not even have a tenersene. It was one of those who thought, considering the blows received during different episodes and singular, that women are all whores, so search, aided by its dependencies, to avoid any emotional involvement, if all are whores might as well just go with whores, and this did.
But amid the dirty waste of food at home, trying to follow a fly with a wild-eyed, he made it well aware that he would die alone in a room smelling, foaming at the mouth and a thousand bottles drained around him, knew that none of those bitches would come to save him.